#FairytaleTuesday: Little Brother and Little Sister

[CW: child abuse, violence against women] This is a relatively old tale which was first seen in print in Giambattista Basile's Pentamarone in the mid-17th century. It can be seen in various forms all over Europe and was told to the Grimm brothers by Marie Hassenpflug. A shortened version was included in the first edition of their tales but the story was later expanded for subsequent editions. This one contains obvious similarities to tale type 451: The Nurse Looking for Her Brothers, which we touched on in #FairytaleTuesday: The Twelve Brothers.

#FairytaleTuesday: The Twelve Brothers

[CW: threats of violence to children and women] This is one of my favorite story types and includes a number of variants, including  The Six Swans, The Twelve Wild Ducks, Udea and her Seven Brothers, The Wild Swans, The Seven Ravens, and The Magic Swan Geese. This particular version was told to the Grimm brothers by Julia and Charlotte Ramus and included in the first edition of their tales.

#FairytaleTuesday: The Hand with the Knife

[CW: mutilation, child neglect] Aarne-Thompson-Uther Index type 576: The Magic Knife This is one of those lesser known tales that appeared in the Grimm’s first edition but was removed in later editions. I couldn't find this specific story in the ATU classification and there is no history available that I could find without doing some serious … Continue reading #FairytaleTuesday: The Hand with the Knife

#FairytaleTuesday: The Nightingale and the Blindworm

Once upon a time there lived a nightingale and a blindworm, each with one eye. For a long time they lived together peacefully and harmoniously in a house. However, one day the nightingale was invited to a wedding, and she said to the blindworm, “I’ve been invited to a wedding and don’t particularly want to go with one eye. Would you be so kind as to lend me yours? I’ll bring it back to you tomorrow.”

#FairytaleTuesday: The Companionship of the Cat and Mouse

“Oh!” said the mouse. “Now I know what’s happened! It’s as clear as day. You ate it all up when you went to serve as godfather. First the skin, then half, then . . .” "Shut up!” yelled the cat. “One more word, and I’ll eat you up!” “ All gone” was already on the tip of the poor mouse’s tongue. No sooner did she say it than the cat jumped on her and swallowed her in one gulp.